106: Blissful Life

Avery’s POV

Months later I sat behind a canvas creating a unique portrait of an African woman in her prime, I wore my work clothes but still, I managed to get smeared all over in paint. Although I was just one month away from holding my baby in my arms I was still strong and agile doing my work diligently.

Betty knocked softly on the door, “Good afternoon ma, Do you need me to get something for you?” she inquired softly.

“Yes, Betty, Please get me vanilla-flavored kiwi ice cream. Thanks.” I said smiling. She bowed courteously before leaving my workspace. Betty was my personal assistant in the studio.

Shortly after I heard a soft knock on the door, “Betty, the door is opened, you are back so early.” I said, calmly placing the palette on the stool close to me.

Lifting my head up, I met the man whom my heart beats for, “Babe!” I screamed grinning standing up with my protruding baby bump.

He quickly rushed forward and held me up, “My love I've warned you not to stress yourself while